Father's worry.
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eastofthemoonI got this idea a few days ago. However, after reading ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ichiban_victory fanfic, it got my juices flowing to write it.
Behold, a drabble on Prince Phil.
Note: this drabble takes place shortly after the end of the fourth Slayers novel. Also, this is still a rough draft, so there will be grammical errors.
Do you know what happened to day, dear? Amelia, our baby girl, told me she was going with Miss Lina to travel and see the world. You undoubtably know that I have been dreading this day, especially since Gracia declared she was leaving home. It’s strange, but letting Amelia go was even harder for me then when Gracia left, but I suppose it’s because she’s our youngest.
Let me tell you, I was reluctant. The world is a dangerous place for young girls. Yet, I found myself agreeing to it. I suppose, it was because I knew that even if I had refused, Amelia would have left regardless of my opinion. In truth, her asking my permission was merely a formality of asking for my blessing. At that moment, Amelia looked so much like you, dear. She stared at me with the exact same determined and stubborn eyes that you yourself had stared at me when we first met.
While Amelia stared at me, with your spirit sparkling in them, I then recalled that promise you forced me to make so many years ago. The one shortly after Gracia was born. The one you made me vow that if anything had happened to you, I would not hold our children back. I had thought it was an odd promise, but it is only now I fully understand it. You knew how protective I would become of our family. You knew how I would be terrified of losing our children. Thus, you worried of me not letting our daughters leave the nest to let them spread their wings and fly. You knew me far too well.
However, I kept my promise, dear and it was hard. Very hard. Even when Amelia hugged and thanked me, I wanted to hold her forever and never let her go. Although, that is a normal feeling for all fathers. So, I kept my promise, dear, but now I will ask you to make me a promise. Watch over our daughters and keep them safe. I know, I worry too much, but surely you can understand my position. A father shouldn’t lose both his wife and his daughters. Please, keep them safe, dear. Please.
ichiban_victory fanfic, it got my juices flowing to write it.Behold, a drabble on Prince Phil.
Note: this drabble takes place shortly after the end of the fourth Slayers novel. Also, this is still a rough draft, so there will be grammical errors.
Do you know what happened to day, dear? Amelia, our baby girl, told me she was going with Miss Lina to travel and see the world. You undoubtably know that I have been dreading this day, especially since Gracia declared she was leaving home. It’s strange, but letting Amelia go was even harder for me then when Gracia left, but I suppose it’s because she’s our youngest.
Let me tell you, I was reluctant. The world is a dangerous place for young girls. Yet, I found myself agreeing to it. I suppose, it was because I knew that even if I had refused, Amelia would have left regardless of my opinion. In truth, her asking my permission was merely a formality of asking for my blessing. At that moment, Amelia looked so much like you, dear. She stared at me with the exact same determined and stubborn eyes that you yourself had stared at me when we first met.
While Amelia stared at me, with your spirit sparkling in them, I then recalled that promise you forced me to make so many years ago. The one shortly after Gracia was born. The one you made me vow that if anything had happened to you, I would not hold our children back. I had thought it was an odd promise, but it is only now I fully understand it. You knew how protective I would become of our family. You knew how I would be terrified of losing our children. Thus, you worried of me not letting our daughters leave the nest to let them spread their wings and fly. You knew me far too well.
However, I kept my promise, dear and it was hard. Very hard. Even when Amelia hugged and thanked me, I wanted to hold her forever and never let her go. Although, that is a normal feeling for all fathers. So, I kept my promise, dear, but now I will ask you to make me a promise. Watch over our daughters and keep them safe. I know, I worry too much, but surely you can understand my position. A father shouldn’t lose both his wife and his daughters. Please, keep them safe, dear. Please.
